A Man Who Lost Confidence, to a Gentle Chastity-Reversed World

Chapter 83: Intimacy and Affection in the Bath ☆

It’s past 10 PM, my cock is sticky with Yuki’s fluids, and considering her fatigue, a bath and rest are necessary.

After my reply, Yuki puts on just a T-shirt and panties, skipping a bra, her nipples visibly protruding.

“I could go to the bath naked… but your stuff might drip out,” she says provocatively, making me recall cumming inside her. I put on pants properly, not fully erect yet, but her words feel erotic.

“Let’s go, Shun-nii? Gotta grab clothes from your room first, right?” she says, linking arms, pressing her soft, braless chest against me. The sensation reignites my excitement, different from naked contact. I must calm myself and not push her down forcefully.

Like our earlier date, we leave the room closely linked. We pass through my room for clothes and reach the bathroom without seeing Mom or Yukari-san.

Given the time, Yukari-san might’ve gone home. I wouldn’t know how to face her now, but I’ll need to report this to her, Asagi-san, and Maki-san later.

“It might be cold, so I’ll reheat it,” Yuki says, setting the bath. A girl baring her body before me feels too mismatched for someone like me.

“C’mon, Shun-nii… if you’re okay?” she urges, unfazed by my daze. Her kindness is precious, but my undressing is slow after two ejaculations. My cock isn’t erect, yet she gazes at it happily, recalling its time inside her.

In the bathroom, Yuki prompts me to sit, offering to wash my hair. “…Is that okay?” she asks, looking up. I can’t refuse.

Having my adorable sister do this is a luxury I don’t deserve. A girl shampooing me feels like the peak of sweetness, unfit for me.

Feeling guilty, I sit on the round stool. Yuki wets my hair from behind, carefully lathering it, unworthy as it is. Her fingers massage my scalp, and I indulge in the comfort of a girl’s touch, though my thoughts stay erotic.

“Shun-nii, eyes okay? Any itch?” she asks cheerfully. Her soft breasts occasionally brush my shoulder or back, a problem. I know I shouldn’t think impurely while she washes me, but I can’t resist her softness.

“I-I’m fine…” I say. She replies, “Fufu, okay!” playfully, unbothered by contact, rinsing my hair to finish.

Her nipple’s faint hardness lingers on my skin, asserting her femininity.

“Done with shampoo! Now…” she says, releasing my head. Expecting her to wash my back, she moves in front, crouching before me.

This is bad. Her dripping body exudes a different eroticism, her slight cleavage and pink tips fully visible.

“…Ehehe, it’s getting hard again ♡,” she says, noticing my cock, over half-erect. Naked closeness with her, even as siblings, fuels my arousal.

“S-Sorry…” I say, ashamed, yet my cock hardens. She’s washing my hair to bond, unrelated to lust, but I’m easily aroused.

“No, don’t apologize!” she says, shaking her head close to my cock, smiling mischievously. “You get hard for me so fast… it’s growing, makes me wanna touch it… ♡.”

My selfish arousal doesn’t deter her; she brings her pretty face near my filthy cock, sniffing “sunsun” with satisfaction, then meeting my eyes. Her mix of innocence and seductiveness makes my cock twitch.

“I was gonna wash your body… but I’m getting greedy. If you’re not tired, is it okay…?” she says, stroking my cock’s underside. I let out a pathetic “Ugh,” and she makes her request.

“Can I… lick your cock, slurp it… ehehe ♡?”

Her erotic words recall past pleasure. I shouldn’t let her, just as with my other lovers, but when they say “I want to lick,” I can’t resist soiling their mouths.

“Y-Yeah… i-if you’re okay…” I say, accepting her request. Unable to refuse her desire while I’m lost in pleasure, I yield to her blowjob.

“Good… thanks, Shun-nii ♡,” she says, smiling with narrowed eyes. Kneeling before me, she kisses my glans lightly.

The sensation jolts my lower body, almost lifting my hips. As I endure, she licks my cock like a lollipop.

“Ua, Y-Yuki…!” I groan, my voice echoing. She giggles, “Nihehe,” continuing.

“Nn, fu, na… I really love your cock… doesn’t hurt, right?” she asks. I nod, feeling no pain. She licks around the glans, my face slackening.

A lively beauty, so unlike me, services my cock gently, not forcefully, overwhelming me.

“Nihehe, your cock… time to eat… ♡,” she declares, opening her mouth wide, engulfing my shaft. Her sudden swallow numbs my lower body.

“Nn, nnn… nfu, y-your cock’s so big, it’s filling my throat…” she mumbles. Her small mouth takes me to her throat, yet she doesn’t spit it out, savoring it.

“Yuki… i-it feels good… u, ha…!” I say. Her slick mouth makes my lust explode, my erection rock-hard. The thrill of a girl licking me never stops.

It must be hard for her to breathe, but she moves her tongue in her tight mouth, giving me pleasure, fueling my semen.

“Nn, nn, fu… ngu, nn, nmu,” she hums, stroking my cock with her lips and tongue, seeking my semen without hands.

I let out disgusting breaths, her relentless service pushing my lust to its limit, my balls full.

“Ugh, a-already…” I groan. She pauses, looking up with my cock in her mouth, her cute face evoking a forbidden sense of conquest.

“…Fufu, Shun-nii… let it out, I want it… ♡,” she says, her tongue moving, stimulating me. Her lascivious plea breaks me.

“Ugh, s-sorry, cumming…!” I cry, my third ejaculation flooding her mouth, a shameless repeat of our past bath.

“Nn! Nn, ngu, fu, nn…” she hums. I should’ve pulled out, but I couldn’t judge. Her precious mouth is likely coated in my filth.

Yet she doesn’t spit out my unworthy cock, swallowing every drop as I drown in pleasure.

“Aa, s-still cumming… s-sorry…” I say, semen flowing despite my apologies. She takes it all, draining me until my cock shrinks.

My pathetic cock slips out, “zururi.” She opens her mouth, showing it’s empty, her big eyes catching my sticky cock with softened corners.

“Your cock’s taste is in my mouth… nn, my head’s floaty, ha, nn, so doki-doki… ehehe ♡,” she says with a lustful voice, gently stroking my shrunken cock. Unable to re-erect, I’m still excited, pathetically fixated on erotic thoughts.

“…Thanks, Shun-nii. But you’re tired, so I’ll wash you,” she says, taking body soap to lather my upper body. I should apologize for cumming in her mouth, but she washes me before I can.

As she reaches my cock, she says, “Your cock… gave me so much…” slightly apologetic, washing it and my balls carefully.

My cock twitches but doesn’t harden, lacking stamina. For her health, that’s fine, but my pointless lust doesn’t match my cock’s ability.

“Okay, Shun-nii, get in the tub first! I’ll wash quickly and join you!” Yuki says, finishing washing me. Offering to wash her back might be unnecessary. It’s an issue to keep indulging, but since she wants to wash herself, I shouldn’t interfere.

As I soak in the tub, Yuki swiftly washes her body. I try not to look, but her breasts’ movements catch my eye.

“Ehehe, Shun-nii, you okay? Not heavy?” she asks, echoing her room’s words. I’m sitting with legs stretched, holding her, her small back before me.

Her quickly washed hair, fragrant with shampoo, shines glossily. I stroke it, unable to naturally touch her softer parts.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine… but you, are you tired… or feeling sick from, um, swallowing my stuff…?” I ask, worried her health suffered from my lust, scared she forced herself to swallow for my pleasure.

She brushes off my concern brightly. “No way! Your semen was so warm, like you’re pouring your desire into me… I’m happy,” she says, turning with a slightly apologetic look, continuing.

“…Truth is, I always hoped to do naughty things with you. I didn’t want to force you, just wished you’d want it someday…”

She shouldn’t care about me, yet she always does. Her saying she wanted sex with me makes my heart race every time.

“So I prepared the morning-after pill… but using it so soon made me so happy… and you calling me erotic got me so excited…” she admits.

Her earnest joy at my lustful words makes her admirable, unlike me. She adds, “You might get mad, but…” and shares her feelings.

“Maybe you don’t resist naughty things… it’s my assumption, but since I boldly asked for your cock, you kept making erotic faces… so I thought maybe…”

Her words jolt me; she’s right, I can’t resist. I’m a pathetic guy who struggles to talk to girls yet craves their bodies.

I wouldn’t get mad, but I’m unsure how to respond. Admitting I love erotic things feels wrong, yet I hesitate.

As I falter, she speaks hurriedly. “Of course, it could be pity for me, and that’s okay to say! But if you’re doing the same with Asagi-san and them, maybe you love sex… if so, that’s super doki-doki… is it true…?”

I think her “doki-doki” is positive. A brother lusting for his sister should die, especially me, unforgivable.

But since she’s asking honestly, I can’t lie. I’m drowning in being desired, my cock and heart fulfilled.

“Y-Yeah… I-I can’t resist erotic things… I-I get excited for sex right away… sorry,” I say, head bowed.

She smiles for the umpteenth time, leaning closer. “…Don’t apologize, Shun-nii! Fufu, so you do love naughty stuff… ♡,” she says.

Unintentionally, her butt presses my lower abdomen. I’m slightly erect, unsure if she notices, as she talks, looking at me.

“Asagi-san and them didn’t seem to force you, so I thought you might like it… If you really want sex with girls and to get along with everyone, that’s great, right?” she says brightly, urging confidence. I feel she’s sincere, but I’m likely just thinking conveniently.

“’Cause you’re kind, and your cock’s so erotic… everyone must feel good. You’re a cool guy who makes girls happy!” she adds.

She and the others overestimate me. I try to correct it, but their kindness and sweet temptations overwrite my feelings.

“So I wanna be part of it. I wanna date you, talk lots, do naughty things… and when you want that with other girls, don’t hold back, okay?”

I’m involved with other girls, precious bonds to me, but to them, I must seem like a sleazy guy.

“Yuki… i-it’s late, but… is it okay for me to be with all these girls…?” I ask, my persistent anxiety surfacing. My lack of restraint should be criticized.

“I-I think about erotic stuff all the time… get excited easily… I should hold back more…” I admit, knowing I can’t. My fear of forcing her and my uncontrollable lust for my lovers clash.

“…Shun-nii, don’t hold back. I’d hate stopping you from wanting other girls… I want you to live without feeling lonely, and I think everyone feels the same,” she says, affirming me again. I can only indulge, unable to resist.

Melting me, she pauses thoughtfully, then makes a request. “One greedy thing… I wanna do naughty stuff with you again someday. If you get excited by my body, think it’s erotic, I’d be happy…”

Her greed is my final push. I can’t lie to her.

“Y-Yeah… I-I’ll probably get excited and want naughty things… i-if you feel that way, I-I’d love to… um, please,” I say, my words trash.

She giggles, “Ehehe,” beaming. Thinking ahead, she says, “Then, like I said before, when I score well on tests or work hard, let’s date again… and when you’re okay with it, do stuff like today…”

She promises to try hard, outlining plans until January’s entrance exams, almost like scheduling sex, feeling surreal.

Talking excitedly, she adds, “But that’s when I ask… if you see me and want naughty things, it’s okay anytime… nihehe ♡.”

Cute, kind, erotic—Yuki enjoys our bath time genuinely. We leave the bathroom, change into sleepwear, and return to her room around midnight.